Interruptions
When I think about what I’ll miss
most about my time in India,
it’s hard to pinpoint one thing. Will I miss the boys? Of course. The food?
Perhaps. Rickshaw rides? Without a doubt. Mosquito nets? Eh. Bartering? YES. But
if I truly think about what I will miss the most, I would have to say it’s the interruptions.
Not so much the kind that cut you
off in conversation, but rather the kind of interruptions that happen all for
the glory of God. It’s been awesome to see how God has worked unplanned
ministry in the midst of our planned ministry. I specifically think of Peter and...